CHAPTER XV
Lin Bai handed the collected evidence to the lawyer, but his expression was not much easier.
"Senior Meng, what is the probability of us winning the lawsuit?"
In the café, Lin Bai and Meng Zhaoran sat opposite each other.
Meng Zhaoran flipped through the documents on the desktop, and the gold-wire glasses reflected a cold light, covering some of his cold and hard faces.
"Judging by this information, the odds are not very good. First of all, we have no evidence that Miss Song's original manuscript was stolen, and secondly, even if the evidence is conclusive, she will be sentenced to copyright infringement, which is difficult to obtain evidence and difficult to determine. ”
Meng Zhaoran gave a very objective reference from the perspective of a lawyer, pushed the information forward, crossed his hands on the table, and added:
"Of course, I don't mean to persuade you to give up the lawsuit, but maybe you can find another place to start."
"Other entry points?"
"Yes" Meng Zhaoran reminded "such as Qiao Ming's tax issues, or whether he has participated in any illegal activities, and for example, the agent named Li Xun." ”
Lin Bai was thoughtful when he heard this.
"Of course, if you can trust me, I can take over this case."
Meng Zhaoran added.
"Of course I can believe it, Senior Meng is a well-known legal talent in our school, and he signed an offer with Ji's Legal Department before he graduated, and this matter has been hanging on the school forum for a long time."
Lin Bai was overjoyed by the olive branch that Meng Zhaoran took the initiative to hand over, but Lin Bai quickly calmed down, "The senior is now in the Ji family, will there be any restrictions on receiving orders from outside?" ”
In fact, what Lin Bai wanted to ask more was whether the extra money received by a barrister like him was particularly high, and they were really a little poor now.
"Receiving extra money is also a situation, and our boss will be very happy if it can hit the opportunity of the other family."
Meng Zhaoran said jokingly.
Hearing this, Lin Bai was relieved, but it was also true, Huanyu Entertainment and Chenxing Film and Television were in competition both in terms of company positioning and the boss behind them, and Mr. Ji was very willing to see Huanyu fall this heel.
The two looked at each other and smiled, each with their own thoughts.
Lin Bai invited Meng Zhaoran, his right-hand man, and his mood was a little relaxed.
Meng Zhaoran lowered his eyes and took a sip of the coffee in front of him. In his mind, he was thinking about the big boss's intention to let him come here.
It stands to reason that as a lawyer in Ji's legal department, the usual cases in the company are too busy for people to get out of the company, let alone make time to take on such difficult and low-return extras.
But two days ago, Yang Tezhu, who was next to the big boss, specially found him and said that if there is a case about Huanyu Entertainment in the near future, he can still take it.
At that time, he didn't understand the boss's intentions, and it wasn't until Lin Bai came to the door that he secretly had a clue. However, before doing it, I still asked Yang Tezhu to breathe, and I got permission for him to come over.
Originally, when he was in school, the relationship with Lin Bai, a junior brother, could be called good, he would take this case, but he might not exert a lot of strength, but if it was the big boss who spoke, no matter how difficult this stubble was, he would have to break it for him.
The two talked about some other things, and finally ended with Meng Zhaoran being called away by a phone call from the unit.
Before leaving, Meng Zhaoran instructed Lin Bai, "If I have time, I want to meet with Miss Song and learn more about the situation." ”
"It must be certain, when the time comes, we will be the east, and treat the seniors well."
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"So, that Senior Meng agreed to be our lawyer?"
When Lin Bai called, Song Shushu was tinkering with a new dish for Ji Sui.
"Yes, you also know Senior Meng's ability, we still have a good chance of winning."
He hides the bad things and only tells her the good ones.
"It's just strange that someone would be willing to accept this hot potato." Song Shushu told the truth.
"Who can describe themselves as a hot potato." Lin Bai complained about her angrily.
Song Shushu just smiled and took down the steamed pangasius from the steamer.
Listening to the movement over there, Lin Bai hung up the phone very interestingly.
Song Shushu cut the fish into small pieces and stirred it with the chicken breast that had been beaten into minced meat in advance.
Ji Sui was still squatting in his old position, a big tail hung down next to the pool, and the tip of the tail was white and trembling, and he watched Song Shushu make new food for him with interest.
To be honest, I still can't accept eating raw food when I am old, but for three or four days in a row, I eat chicken breast at every meal, which is not tired of eating anyone.
Mr. Ji, who was picky, then started towards Song Shushu's meal, and often took a bite of food quietly while she was not paying attention.
After being discovered, he also looked like a matter of course, which made Song Shushu cry and laugh.
Today, Song Shushu finally finished the manuscript and finally made time to clean up the house.
Serve Ji Sui a good meal and put it away, Ji Sui is now used to her touching from time to time, but he still doesn't touch her head.
"Try to see if today's meal is unappetizing, you little cat is quite picky eater."
Song Shushu's hand gently stroked Ji Sui's back, scratching it twice from time to time. But today was a little strange, looking at the few strands of cat hair wrapped between him, Song Shushu was silent for a moment.
I hadn't paid attention to these small details before, but now I look closely, on the sofa, on the carpet, on the side of the cat bed, all the places where Ji Sui often stays are covered with a shallow layer of cat hair.
Song Shushu:
Song Shushu raised her forehead, how could she forget this stubble. But fortunately, I didn't want to do anything serious today.
When she was struggling to eat, she took out a white roller from under the coffee table and snorted on the sofa.
Seeing this, he suddenly thought of something, Ji Sui rubbed the corners of his mouth on the tissue placed on the side, and ran to the back of the sofa to look at her condescendingly.
The white sticky hair sticker rattled, but after a few back and forth, when Song Shushu turned it over, it had already accumulated a shallow layer of black.
Song Shushu pulled off the black wool and handed it to Ji Sui with a very bad taste.
Age: "......"
Although he knew that it was normal for him to lose his hair, he still couldn't help but feel heartache for a moment when he appeared on him.
It is inevitable to wonder if he will become a human being in the future, whether he will be directly bald into the Mediterranean.
The amber-like eyes revealed a deep despair, and Song Shushu never felt that such a humane expression could be seen on a cat's face.
It's a pity that I don't have my phone at hand, and I missed the opportunity to save this famous scene.
Seeing that he was still in that slightly trance-like appearance, she accepted it when she saw it.
"It's okay, the kitten sheds and is the cutest kitten."
The sweet and greasy clip sound, which sounded slightly uncomfortable to herself, rubbed the goosebumps on her arms, and stood up.
Give the kitten a little time to accept reality, she thought.
However, after cleaning the sofa and carpet, she quietly stuffed it into the garbage bag when he was not paying attention.
The kitten can't see this.
"Okay, go to dinner, wait until tomorrow my sister will buy you some fish oil to eat, and the hair will be black and shiny."
Caught off guard, Ji Sui, who was caught off guard, watched her hug her clothes and hum a song into the bathroom.
Taking advantage of this gap, Ji Sui jumped to the top of the cabinet, took out his mobile phone, and clicked on a certain degree:
— "Why do cats shed so much hair?" ”
— "How do you make a cat shed less?" ”
(End of chapter)